"What is this?"
Chu Lingwei helped Wuming sit down, quickly took out pills from her storage bag, and fed them to his mouth. "How did you suddenly become like this?"
"The place just now was my domain. No matter how severe the injury, it could be healed quickly." Wuming ate the pill Chu Lingwei fed him, regaining a little strength. "It's just that once I leave the domain, it's useless."
"Are you a demon?"
Chu Lingwei stared at Wuming. She didn't feel any demonic energy from him, but a domain... only demons possessed such abilities, and even then, only royal demons.
"If I say I'm not a demon, would you believe me?" Wuming looked up at Chu Lingwei.
"If not a demon, then a devil, or a ghost?" Chu Lingwei frowned. She was certain that cultivators couldn't create their own domains, not even powerful beings at the Dominator Realm.
"Neither."
Wuming closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy to heal.
He refused to answer Chu Lingwei's questions.
"Fengming, Maomao."
Chu Lingwei sensed no killing intent from Wuming towards her. He shouldn't kill her, but his identity made Chu Lingwei very puzzled.
She had been able to contact her spatial artifact just now. Chu Lingwei tried to send a telepathic message to Fengming and Huanmao.
There was no response.
Strange, she still couldn't contact her space at all.
This was peculiar. If her space couldn't contact her now, there was only one possibility: Fengming and Huanmao, who had just spoken to her, were merely her hallucinations.
Such a hallucination, however, was far too realistic.
Ever since she and Wuming entered the center of the spiritual domain, many things had felt extremely strange.
Wuming was healing, and Chu Lingwei sat in front of him, staring at his face.
A handsome face, not resembling anyone she knew, yet why did she feel a sense of familiarity?
Who was this person?
His curved saber lay beside him. Chu Lingwei slowly approached and tried to grasp its handle.
Her hand met no resistance. She easily took the saber. She could sense the spiritual energy emanating from it, a torrent of spiritual power that almost threw her back.
Wuming opened his eyes and saw Chu Lingwei grimacing in pain. He quickly drew back his artifact. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"This saber contains immense spiritual energy. Not everyone can wield it easily. Even if it doesn't intend to harm you, you would still be injured by this spiritual energy."
"Your saber is amazing."
Chu Lingwei quickly regulated her breathing, stabilizing her internal spiritual energy. She looked at the saber in Wuming's hand in shock. This saber possessed more power than the divine artifacts in her spatial artifact.
She had a feeling that as long as she held this saber, its boundless spiritual energy would continuously supply its master.
It was equivalent to a mobile spiritual energy reservoir, providing as much as needed, never depleting. What was even more terrifying was that this spiritual energy could directly transform into the master's own spiritual energy, enhancing their combat power.
This was truly more heaven-defying than a divine artifact.
"It should be considered a divine artifact, I suppose." Wuming's voice was very faint, as if he were merely explaining, with no trace of possessiveness in his eyes.
"How is your injury?"
Chu Lingwei lowered her eyelids. This cultivator in front of her couldn't have simply been here for five hundred years. She had to figure out his identity as soon as possible.
Wuming coughed lightly and shook his head. "My injuries are too severe. I don't think I can recover. We should leave here quickly."
Chu Lingwei stepped forward and grasped Wuming's wrist. She could no longer sense his pulse, a precursor to death.
"You are gravely injured."
Chu Lingwei released his wrist. If she hadn't sensed his current condition, she wouldn't have believed he was so badly hurt.
"Don't worry, I won't die."
Wuming stood up, his hand naturally resting on Chu Lingwei's shoulder. "However, to get out, we will need Chu Daoyou's help."
"How do you know my name?"
"When people like you enter the spiritual domain, those of us already here naturally go to see who are the talented disciples being sent in this year, and who will stay to accompany us."
Wuming and Chu Lingwei walked forward slowly. "Haven't you always wanted to understand why these people remain here, unable to leave? It's because, the moment they are accepted by the spiritual domain, they become a part of it, forever unable to leave."
"You are different from them," Chu Lingwei reminded him.
"I am different from them. I will leave sooner or later, and I will personally destroy this place." Wuming gave a sarcastic smile. "This place shouldn't exist in the first place, don't you agree?"
Chu Lingwei didn't respond. Since he was willing to tell her, she wouldn't miss this opportunity. "What exactly is in the spiritual energy here?"
"You can think of it as a poison, a poison that can increase one's lifespan."
After saying this, Wuming began to cough violently again. In the darkness, Chu Lingwei saw him spit out several mouthfuls of black blood.
"Tell me, how can I help you?" He was too severely injured. All her elixirs had been fed to him, but they were useless.
"It's no use. Your elixirs are completely ineffective for me. You should keep them for yourself," Wuming shook his head. These elixirs would have no effect at all.
Seeing this, Chu Lingwei didn't refuse and put the pills back into her storage bag.
"Do we have to keep walking?"
This was a very narrow tunnel. They had been walking for an hour, and Chu Lingwei could feel that they were slowly moving upwards.
Considering it took them at least four hours to fall straight down, at this pace, how long would it take to climb back up?
"We can only walk. We cannot use spiritual energy here."
Chu Lingwei: "..."
"Wuming Daoyou, are there any other ways? If we keep walking like this, I think I'll end up like you, staying in the spiritual domain forever."
Wuming chuckled softly, a smile on his pale face. "I thought you weren't in a hurry at all."
"How could I not be in a hurry? It's Wuming Daoyou who seems unhurried."
Chu Lingwei rolled her eyes. She was truly going mad to be wasting so much time here with this person.
"After another hour of walking, we will be able to use spiritual energy, and we can leave here on a flying artifact." Wuming changed the subject. "However, where there is spiritual energy, there are spiritual beasts. Whether we can get out depends entirely on Chu Daoyou."
"You think highly of me." Chu Lingwei finally understood Wuming's purpose in bringing her here – it was to have her fend off those spiritual beasts for him.